My wife and I had a big fight one Sunday morning. The tension was so thick that the dogs (three) could not stand to be in our house and we let them out. Awhile later when things calmed down a bit and the dogs wanted to come back in the house. When Tilla approached the house, he turned on his back, tale wagging furiously: he wanted his bellied rubbed before he came back in the house. Then five feet closer he did the same thing, turned on his back, tale wagging furiously, again. I obeyed him and rubbed his belly again. He made me laugh and laugh with his behavior. I then realized he wanted me to “lighten up”. And this was his way of doing that. He likes to make me laugh.